Archive for ◊ October, 2008 ◊

• Thursday, October 30th, 2008

October 30, 2008

Location: Secret Spot
Entry/Exit Times: 3:30 p.m. / 6:40 p.m.
Weather: 45 degrees, mostly sunny, wind W 2 mph, barometer 30.56 – steady
Moon Phase: waxing crescent – 3%

Although the evening started out a little slow, it ended up being the best “buck” night of the season so far. I thought it might be good as I was walking to my stand and caught the strong odor of buck urine. I noticed it the other day as well, so that’s a sign that things are picking up a bit. I did bump a deer on the way in, but I couldn’t get a good look at him. I don’t like going to this stand in the evenings because it’s inevitable that I spook deer, but what are you going to do when you have to work during the middle of the day?

One of the first things I noticed upon entering my stand is the small scrape under the licking branch had been cleared sometime during the day after I left following the morning hunt. Okay, that’s several occasions now where there has been midday activity in this spot, so maybe I should take the hint? The first group of deer started to move around 5:15 p.m., and I could hear some does being chased to my right. A small buck appeared but he was acting funny, and I could just tell there was someone bullying him around. I was right. A beautiful set of white antlers appeared and I could easily make out his eight perfect points from about 100 yards away. I gave a closer look with the binoculars and saw that he was definitely a good buck, about 18 inches wide with long tines, but he had pretty short brows, and I lost interest in him at that point. I have no reservations about taking a good 8-point, but he’s got to have good brow tines, and this one simply didn’t.

I watched the nice 8-point bully the smaller buck out of the picture, and eventually all of the deer disappeared into the woods. For the next half-hour, I could hear several chases going on, and I just knew my night wasn’t quite over. At about 6:15 p.m., a young doe made her way under my stand and fed without detecting me. Suddenly I could hear the unmistakable sound of heavy antlers working a tree over. I slowly turned to see a tree swaying back and forth on the hill just above me. I couldn’t quite see the deer, but I could tell he was good. I hoped he would smell the doe and come to investigate. As luck would have it, the doe let out a soft grunt, and the mature buck responded immediately and came to check her out. As the buck entered the scene I must have been impressed because I grabbed my bow and put my release on the string. I counted at least five points on his left side, and I was sure he had the same on the right. Still, the tine length wasn’t impressive, even though he had heavy beams and a good spread. Once again I made the decision not to take a shot, and I let him walk out of sight.

Waiting for a true trophy is frustrating at times. I know I need to stay the course, and it will pay off in the end. I passed a lot of bucks over the last two years because they were “marginal,” and I know that’s why I’m seeing so many good bucks this year. Somehow I need to hold off on taking one of the really nice bucks while wating for a big-time trophy. Both bucks probably scored in the 120’s, but I know there is a 150+ out there, and another heavy buck that’s in the 140s. A little more than two weeks to go, so I have to be patient.

Does/Fawns Observed: 8
Bucks Observed: 5 (3 18-month, 2 shooters – 8 pt. & apx. 10 pt.)

• Thursday, October 30th, 2008

October 30, 2008

Location: Secret Spot
Entry/Exit Times: 6:45 a.m. / 9:30 a.m.
Weather: 29 degrees, sunny, wind calm, barometer 30.48 – rising
Moon Phase: waxing crescent – 3%

It just never turned out to be the morning I was hoping for. The weather was perfect and the wind finally subsided, but the bucks were nowhere to be found. Still, I saw plenty of doe activity and when the bucks start chasing, I should be in a pretty good location.

It would have been a great day for an all-day sit, but I had to get to the office to work on a couple of reports. I just can’t get it out of my head that there is likely some midday activity where I’m hunting, and I feel like I’m missing out by not being there. I doubt I can do it tomorrow, but it’s likely that Saturday I’ll be on stand all day. I’m still looking forward to the evening hunt tonight though. For some reason it seems like the tables have turned and evenings are suddenly better than mornings.

Does/Fawns Observed: 12
Bucks Observed: 1 (4-point)

• Wednesday, October 29th, 2008

October 29, 2008

Location: Secret Spot
Entry/Exit Times: 4:00 p.m. / 6:30 p.m.
Weather: 36 degrees, light snow, wind breezy 5-10 mph, barometer 30.12 – rising
Moon Phase: waxing crescent – 1%

What an amazing night for deer movement! I saw a ton of deer tonight, and there was steady movement the entire time that I was in my stand. Shortly after I was there, a nice shooter 8-point came by feeding and cruising for does. Nothing special, just a basic 8 with decent tine length, about 16 inches wide. He bumped a couple of does, but they blew him off. He vented his frustration by working over some saplings just above my location.

Other than the two small bucks that passed beneath me around 5:30 p.m., it was a doe and fawn parade. The good news is I didn’t get spotted or winded in my new stand location. I like how it feels, and I think if I hunt it religiously, it has a good chance of producing. I was hoping to see one of the real big bucks tonight, but it wasn’t to be. Either they weren’t moving, or they were simply in another location. Sometimes I forget that it’s a big world out there, and they could be anywhere.

I’m looking forward to tomorrow morning. It will be my first morning in this stand, and it is supposed to be cold and, dare I say it, calm! I’m so tired of the friggin wind I could scream. It will be nice to actually hear something coming.

Does/Fawns Observed: 18
Bucks Observed: 3

• Tuesday, October 28th, 2008

October 28, 2008

Location: Secret Spot
Entry/Exit Times: 6:30 a.m. / 9:15 a.m.
Weather: 37 degrees, overcast, windy – gusting to 20 mph, barometer 29.88 – rising
Moon Phase: waning crescent – 2%

Even though I knew the weather was going to be miserable, I had to give it a shot. It was cold and windy, and not much was in my favor. I climbed a nice poplar about 150 yards from where I saw the Ghost the previous evening, but it was pretty wide open, and I was concerned that I could be easily spotted. I booted at least one deer out on my way in, and a couple more walked under my stand in the dark. I hate it when that happens.

Shortly after daylinght, deer started making their way in. I saw quite a few deer, and in one case, two small bucks were chasing a couple of does together. All of the bucks I saw (four) were checking does, so they’re getting the itch. The most interesting thing was seeing the palmated 8-point right under my stand. I’m going to call him Moose from here on out as his antlers really look like miniature Moose antlers. I didn’t see any big bucks this morning, but I was happy to be out there stealing a couple of hours before the crazy weather kicks up. I’m thinking about setting a new stand just for the Ghost later today. The next 36 hours are supposed to be nasty, so that I would give the deer some time to settle back in after I’m in there making a ruckus.

 Check out this cool video I got on one of my cameras from yesterday afternoon.

Buck Scrap

Does/Fawns Observed: 11
Bucks Observed: 4 (Three yearlings, Moose 8-point)

• Tuesday, October 28th, 2008

October 27, 2008

Location: Secret Spot
Entry/Exit Times: 4:00 p.m. / 6:45 p.m.
Weather: 40 degrees, overcast, wind gusty 10-20 mph, barometer 29.98 – falling
Moon Phase: waning crescent – 2%

Due to the heavy rain, there was no morning hunt today. The rain was steady and cold until about 1:30 p.m., when the system finally made it’s way eastward. I did a little shooting shortly after the rain quit (switched to Montec G5 broadheads), then headed to the woods. I was on stand shortly after 2 p.m., but as the photo below shows, I should have been there an hour earlier.

As I predicted in my previous post, I spent the balance of the day thinking about the Ghost, and how I might hunt him in the evening. A lot of different thoughts went through my head, but ultimately it came down to this:  If you have a good idea where he’s hanging out, give yourself a chance and hunt that area. Instead of going deep into the area, I stayed on the fringe, and devised a plan that would have the deer coming to me as opposed to me getting to close to him. The plan was simply to wait until about a half-hour before dark, then give him a few grunts. That tactic has worked well about this time of year in that exact spot in the past, and I figured I really had nothing to loose.

It was very windy, and the wind direction really didn’t favor me. I was only on stand about twenty minutes when I saw a large block of brown about 75 yards below me and downwind. A tail flick confirmed that it was a deer, and a big one at that moving around 4:30 p.m. I pulled up my binoculars and immediately saw that it was a buck. It looked like a shooter, but there were a lot of leaves blocking my view to be sure. A few moments later, the buck stepped into the open and I immediately noticed the large split G3 on the deer’s left side. In a split second, my heart began pounding out an audible rhythm, and I softly said to myself, “It’s him!”

This buck

This heavy-racked shooter buck showed up on my trail camera about 50 yards from where I saw the Ghost. Although the photo isn't great, I know he's at least a 10-point. The deer was moving at around 1:30 p.m.

At first I was just thrilled to have seen this amazing buck, but when his shoulders turned my direction and it looked like he may come my way, my emotions went from amazement to what I can only describe as a panicked elation. I had my bow ready and was hoping against hope that he’d come my way. Unfortunately, the wind was not in my favor, and the buck seemed to have an appointment to keep in the opposite direction. Despite some desperate grunting on my part, all I could do is watch as he slowly vanished into the depths of the woods. For a full hour afterward my heart was pounding, so much so that I actually got a bit nauseated. I’m not sure I ever had a deer get me as fired up as this one did. Maybe because I know he’s the biggest buck I’ve ever seen on the property, and now I know where one of his hangouts is?

I ended up seeing another shooter just before dark (heavy 8-point), but I was hardly interested given what I saw just a couple of hours earlier. I’ll think through a plan to put myself in position for a shot at the Ghost, understanding that I may never see him again. You just never know about big mature bucks like the Ghost. That may have been my one and only chance, who knows. One thing is for sure, if I don’t get him, I’m going to go down swinging!

Does/Fawns Observed: 0
Bucks Observed: 2 (Ponderosa Ghost, 8-point shooter)

• Monday, October 27th, 2008

I hadn’t seen him since I got a photo from the neighbor back in late July. The only time I ever saw him “in person” was on the last Thursday of last archery season in mid November, and that’s the only time I ever saw him eye to eye. Despite having three cameras out at various locations on the property since late summer, I never got another photo of him, and admittedly, I was starting to believe that maybe this deer was indeed a ghost buck. In fact, just yesterday I moved all of my cameras to an area where I was finding huge rubs and fresh scrapes in an effort to get a new photo that would verify that the buck did indeed exist, and that he is still haunting the property.

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Other than this photo from July 15, I had no evidence that the Ponderosa Ghost was still haunting my property. That all changed this morning when we were eye-to-eye early this morning.

As I pulled out of my driveway to head to work this morning, I barely got out of the driveway when something caught my eye on the hillside to my left. It took a second for my brain to register what I saw, but when I did, it hit me like a freight train, “It’s the Ghost!” I threw the car into reverse just in time to see him bolt up the hillside and out of sight. I didn’t get a great look at him, but what I did see was a giant white rack perched upon the head of an enormous deer. That answered three very important questions that have been going through my head. He exists, he’s alive, and he’s still haunting the property.

The fact that he was on his feet during shooting light (barely) gives me hope that he’s killable, and not the perfect deceptive machine that I’ve anointed him in my head. The next move is mine, and I’m not exactly sure what it will be. I know where he’s at now, but should I move in on him tonight, or play it cool and wait until the rut really gets rolling? My hunting time is a little limited today so I may wait, but one thing is for sure, I’ll be thinking about it all day.

• Sunday, October 26th, 2008

October 25, 2008

Location: Knob Bench – South Face
Entry/Exit Times: 2:00 p.m. / 6:45 p.m.
Weather: 50 degrees, overcast, wind gusty 5-10 mph, barometer 29.80 – rising
Moon Phase: waning crescent – 5%

Due to the heavy rain, there was no morning hunt today. The rain was steady and cold until about 1:30 p.m., when the system finally made it’s way eastward. I did a little shooting shortly after the rain quit (switched to Montec G5 broadheads), then headed to the woods. I was on stand shortly after 2 p.m., but as the photo below shows, I should have been there an hour earlier.

At just after 1:30 p.m.

At just after 1:30 p.m., Crabby walked right through my ambush point as I was still at home taking a few practice shots. It's not unusual for increased movement immediately after a major weather event, and in this case, the rain stopped just after 1:00 p.m.

The hunt ended up being pretty disappointing. Sometimes after a major weather system moves through, the hunting can be pretty good. The problem was the steady and sometimes gusty wind that followed the rain. That made the evening sit pretty miserable, and the fact that I only saw a button buck and 18-month old doe didn’t help.

At the end of the hunt, I decided to pull both of my trail cameras that were in the area so that I could move them to another spot on the property. Upon checking the photos when I got home, I saw that Crabby had moved through just prior to my arrival. Another near miss. It makes me think I may not be meant to get this deer, but then I remind myself that I wouldn’t even know he was there if it wasn’t for my cameras. Part of me says it may be worth moving one of my stands to the scrape location where I’m getting the best photos. Another part of me says it’s too early to panic, and just be patient with the areas I’m hunting. For now, I think I’ll just continue the way I have been, and simply wait for the big deer to start moving.

Nasty weather on the way the next few days. Dark of the moon will be here as well. Could mean dramatic changes.

Does/Fawns Observed: 2
Bucks Observed: 0

• Friday, October 24th, 2008
October 24, 2008

Location:  Top of Main Hollow
Entry/Exit Times:  6:45 a.m. / 9:00 a.m.
Weather:  33 degrees, overcast, wind calm, barometer 30.37 – falling
Moon Phase:  waning crescent - 18%

My brother took this nice adult doe at approximately 7:49 a.m. It was a perfect shot that only left us with about 50 yards of blood trailing.

My brother took this nice adult doe at approximately 7:49 a.m. It was a perfect shot that only left us with about 50 yards of blood trailing.

After last night’s windy fiasco, I didn’t even have to see a deer this morning to be happy. The wind was calm, and the temperature tolerable, so I was enjoying simply being up in a tree getting some fresh air. My brother got to hunt this morning too, so as we always do we exchanged text messages throughout the hunt. At 7:49 a.m. his message read “I just shot a big doe.” Turns out he saw a total of 16 antlerless deer, so he had a great morning.

I didn’t see my first deer until about 8:15 a.m. The spike that was brawling yesterday showed up (I was about 750 yards from where I was yesterday) and was up to his old tricks. This time he roused a doe fawn and was chasing her around. She’s nowhere near mature enough to breed, but let’s just say I was glad that he had the right sex this time! Hearing the rucus, a little 7-point came in to investigate. The spike (let’s call him Tuffguy) wasn’t happy, and he immediately challenged the other buck. Although a fight never broke out, there was some posturing and circling before the 7-point decided he wasn’t into jailbate. Tuffguy was a real treat to watch. He’s like the guy with pipe cleaner arms who stands about 5′9″ and rolls up his sleeves acting like he’s a hard ass at your local mall or Wal-Mart. He ruffled his fur, stomped his feet, and gave a series of snort wheezes before the other buck finally had enough.

When all was said and done, I only saw the three deer. I decided to climb down and help my brother get his deer out of the woods. The weather report is for heavy rain this evening and into tomorrow mid-day, so I’m taking a short break. After my wife and I enjoy pizza night (a Friday tradition), we’re heading to Gander Mountain for some supplies, and also to a place to get things for our fireplace. We have one, we should probably start using it.  I just need to find some wood that splits and stacks itself.

Does/Fawns Observed:  1
Bucks Observed:  2 (Tuffguy, and 18-month 7-point)

• Thursday, October 23rd, 2008

October 23, 2008

Location: Knob Bench – South Face
Entry/Exit Times: 3:30 p.m. / 7:00 p.m.
Weather: 54 degrees, sunny, wind steady and gusty, barometer 30.54 – rising
Moon Phase: waning crescent – 27%

The weather forecast wasn’t calling for steady wind, but that’s definitely what we got. For three plus hours I got battered by the wind, and didn’t see a deer until right at quitting time when a doe came through with two fawns. I was worn out, and actually didn’t feel like hunting for a while by the end. Of course, once I ate and relaxed a bit watching some television with my wife, I decided I needed to give it a try again in the morning. It’s time for a new spot though as I’ve put a lot of time in this stand, and I think I should give it a rest.

Does/Fawns Observed: 3
Bucks Observed: 0

• Thursday, October 23rd, 2008

October 23, 2008

Location: Timbered Flat – Goldenrod Edge
Entry/Exit Times: 6:30 a.m. / 9:15 a.m.
Weather: 27 degrees, sunny, wind calm, barometer 30.65 – steady
Moon Phase: waning crescent – 27%

If you were asked to draw up the perfect morning for an exciting bow hunt during the pre-rut, this morning would have been it. It was cold, but there was no wind, and the clear skies allowed the sun to poke through a little ahead of schedule, meaning a shorter wait for shooting light. All of that being said, it was a slow start to the morning. A doe and a fawn came by around 7:30 a.m., but that’s where the action stopped until just after 8:00 a.m. That may not seem like a lot of time for lack of action, but I’m accustomed to seeing about 10 deer at this location by then. I wanted to hunt near the field edge again because it had been a while, and I wanted to see as far as I could in case any mature bucks were cruising the area.

Just after 8:00 a.m., I saw a doe coming down the hillside toward the goldenrod field. This was unusual because the deer typically use the goldenrod field to reenter the woods. I had a hunch something was up, and I was right. As the doe passed my location, a young 6-point followed chirping out some soft grunts. He stood directly under my stand for a minute or so, then continued on her trail through the field. I thought the show was over, but I was way wrong. A major rucus erupted from the field and I could hear the unmistakable sound of clashing antlers. It turns out two young bucks decided to duke it out for the rights to continue on with the doe, and I got to witness it.

The fight lasted about five minutes before the 5-point eventually defeated the large spike. Once it ended, the 5-point continued after the doe, with the 6-point following close behind. The spike, dejected as he was, walked out of sight with his tail tucked between his legs. Not more than ten minutes later, the spike reappeared and was chasing another antlerless deer in my direction. Could it be that he went off and found himself another lady to court? Unfortunately, the deer he was chasing was a button buck. The button buck tried to keep about 30 yards of distance between himself and the spike, and I could almost see the look of jailhouse shower fear in his eyes. Eventually the spike figured it out, and walked off once again dejected.

Not much happened after that, so I went to work and had a good story to tell. It was worth getting up for.  

Does/Fawns Observed: 4
Bucks Observed: 3